Chapter 122.1: Preaching, Supreme
He Wu glanced at Ning Tao, and after a long while said, "This trip to the Ends of the Earth will pass through the 108,000 Cities. We Northern Supremes must be careful."
Among the Thirteen Northern Demons, only two were Great Supremes: Ning Tao and He Wu.
A flash of killing intent appeared in Ning Tao’s eyes. "Is the Purple Daoist also within the 108,000 Cities?"
The Purple Daoist had plotted against her and exposed the Blood Demon. That caused her to suffer endless pursuit across ten thousand miles. If not for her husband's assistance, she would likely have perished. This debt of hatred must be repaid no matter what.
"He should be in the Thousand Cities," He Wu said without hiding anything. "But I advise you not to go. You're only somewhat stronger than him. If he and the other Northern Supremes make a move, they may very well keep you there."
Ning Tao laughed softly, seemingly concealing a dagger in her smile. "I'll just take a look."
"Do as you wish. I must leave. If I stay with you any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop myself from killing you."
Thus, He Wu's figure vanished into the vast world of ice and snow.
Ning Tao touched her left cheek. Then, she gave the mass of blood-flesh a charming smile. "Did Husband refuse to come see me because he fears that if he stays with me for long, he won't be able to stop himself from killing me?"
The Thirteen Northern Demons were not merely detested by heaven and hated by men. In particular, Ning Tao was the most special among them. It was as if her demonic nature ran deeper than the others. Anyone who stayed by her side for a period of time could not help but feel an urge to kill her. The others had similar effects, but never to her extent.
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In the City of No Return.